OK. We're not in Ohio to fish. We're here so Nathaniel can teach and perform at a dulcimer festival. But, hey, it never hurts to throw a few rods in the car. Right? You never know.
Turned out we got to town just early enough to make one quick walk down the bank of a lake right in town before Nathaniel had to get to work. It didn't yield much, but one is better than none. And I think I figured out my strategy for catching bluegills a little later. I'll report whether it works!